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"Team seven." The desk ninja repeated.

"Yes."

"You're specifically requesting team seven for a D-rank mission."

I leveled him with an impatient stare. "That's what I said."

The man leaned forward with a concerned look on his face. "You're aware," he whispers, "that's the team the demon-?"

"I'm well acquainted with Naruto and am in need of his particular skill sets." I ground out. Honestly, I didn't understand the need for all this blasted red tape. It was a D-rank mission for god's sake! If I wanted to abduct the kid I would do it on one of the hundred times he visits me alone, not by hiring his whole genin team, thereby having his visit on record and also having two other genin and a jonin to witness and interfere. I'm a civilian, not an idiot.

The ninja narrowed his eyes. "And what 'particular skill sets' would those be?" He asked dubiously.

My face relaxed into its usual blank mask. "Pranking." I told him flatly, an implied 'obviously' tacked on.

The desk ninja blinked. Then his confusion turns to an irritated scowl. "Ma'am, I'm sorry but pranking is not something we can condone our genin to-,"

I leaned forward. The ends of my hair brushed the counter and acted as a privacy curtain so no one but the man directly in front of me could see my face. "Naruto," I begin very softly, gently, very, very creepily, "has for some unknown reason taken a liking of me. A male customer, has performed problematic and unwanted advances on my person. Due to the frequency of both aforementioned people entering the shop, it is only a matter of time until the container sees his beloved 'nee-chan' being sexually harassed and will likely take rash actions on his own." I saw with satisfaction that the desk ninja has gone pale. "In order to avoid collateral damage, would it not be best to preemptively arrange a time where he can defend my virtue while having his team and jonin sensei there to supervise?"

"I- well," The receptionist stammered, "but you- you can't hire ninja to prank someone! It would set a precedent. Imagine the kind of chaos if everyone with petty grievances-,"

I took a deep breath through my nose, praying for the patience not to tear this asshole a new one for calling sexual harassment a 'petty grievance.' Granted, what Hagane does isn't actually that bad, but this guy didn't know that. "Look," I cut him off, "let me put it this way: I pay you and nothing gets destroyed, or I don't pay you and you have an angry jinchuriki on the loose." I smiled sweetly at his appalled face. "Do we have a deal?"

The desk ninja wordlessly signed the D-rank request form.

I lowered my gaze so he wouldn't see me roll my eyes. I can't remember the last time I put in so much effort to make someone happy. It really would have been so much easier to just ask Naruto to do it, but the poor kid has been trying so hard to get his second teammate in to meet me only to find that Sakura's lackluster report has 'scared Sasuke off'. I feel I owe it to him to at least help meet his team since I wasn't very pleasant last time...

That and Kotetsu definitely has it coming.


Note: I added a deleted scene to the previous chapter.